A Message from Baby Girl [Lakshmi]

Hello, my fellow sentient creatures. My name is Lakshmi, though you may know me better as Baby Girl.

As the neighborhood’s Spiritual Guide and Life Coach, I have grave concerns about certain incidents at Carol’s house, and I feel compelled to communicate with the sentient beings of the outside world; that is, you dear readers.

How is it that I have undertaken to guest blog (I prefer electronically guide you) is a question you may be asking yourselves. Your ingratitude in even questioning my presence is evident but forgiven

Addicted to love… and dog food.

I’m starting to worry about the old lady Violet. Between Steve’s constant need to “process” what’s going on with Willow [I still haven’t told him all the details] and Ethel’s amplified mood swings since her concert was a flop, I fear Violet’s aged, frazzled nerves can’t take much more.

Lately I’ve noticed Violet getting addicted to food…and I mean ADDICTED. Her biggest weakness is for the furry beasts’ food. Every time our moms feed the beasts, Violet hobbles out to the kitchen hoping to catch a few bites.

A brave (or is it desperate?) Violet attacking The General’s food bowl.

(Ex) Gays of our Lives

So much for taking a break from the drama. Steve asked me for help getting down to the source of this:

For once I actually felt a little sorry for Steve. He was completely perplexed as to why Willow was in that ad. I knew right away what the ad meant, so I kept my eyes peeled for Willow’s sister Baby Girl.